This is a song about "Immigration is the 19th century"

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

Missy eliot she beat the twentieth century

And i be talking about me, i do this

And the elephant in the room is

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

But they got a nigga bonded up like the 19th century

My style is patent, the measures is drastic

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Ham ma living in the 21st century

And i got a little big, keep it low key

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

The facts is that thought is the best with the rhymes

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive